The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

The huge holy beast body of the Gale Wolf waited for Beitinghuang's attack with an overbearing aura. He did not expect that a ground level would even have the ability to fly in the air. For such a strange opponent, in the eyes of the Gale Wolf's proud wolf, Showed a cautious look.

However, it was too late.

Before standing at the same height as the opponent, Bei Tinghuang yelled clearly, "Show me!"

Twenty-three flying swords appeared on the head of the Gale Wolf at the same time. The sharp blades of the swords shone with a bloodthirsty cold light under the cold moonlight. The sharp blades pointed directly at the head of the Gale Wolf, intertwined into a A net covered the Gale Wolf's head, as magnificent as a sky net, the cold light from the cold weapon almost blinded the Gale Wolf's forest green eyes.

It's just that if you want to shoot down a Gale Wolf at the level of a holy beast in this way, you'd be too overwhelmed!

I thought how capable this ground-level swordsman was, but seeing this scene, Galewind Wolf's cold and arrogant eyes once again shone with contempt. He raised his front paws and swung towards the scary-looking sword net above his head.

"Wan Jian Tian Die!"

An earth-shattering voice, with a majestic momentum, resounded in this world. Bright cold lights flashed one after another, twenty-three soft swords spun rapidly, the originally net-like light gradually became thinner, and finally compressed into a line of light, just like the deadly sword drawn by Jiuyan from the realm of divine beasts. A line of red light on the weapon was like a line of snow-colored light blue mixed with light that instantly bound the holy beast so that it had no power to fight back.

One move, no, not one move in time!

"It's amazing, this guy is getting better and better! It's amazing speed!"

Looking at the valiant and graceful Bei Tinghuang in the sky, like a god of war, Dongfang Jiao could only feel that deep in his heart, the mountains were shaking for a while. In just a few days, Dongfang Jiao watched Bei Tinghuang's strength. A drop of strength, if they met for the first time, if Bei Tinghuang had the current strength, he would lose that battle more simply.

Beitinghuang's aura has not reached the heavenly rank, but her personal strength can crush all the heavenly rank professionals below Gao Jian's heavenly rank. Even if she meets a high-sword sky-level professional, her overall strength can still compete with the opponent.

At the end of the war, after a confrontation with a Gale Wolf Holy Beast with great disparity in strength, the Earth Violent Bear slapped the holy beast from mid-air. fighting power.

As for Mei Luo's polar snow python, its thick snake tail brought a gust of wind as sharp as a sword, and threw it at the waist of another holy beast, the Gale Wolf. The wolf's waist is the most vulnerable place, and only a "click" sound was heard. , the Gale Wolf fell from mid-air like a piece of torn rag.

"Submission? Or death?"

Suspended in the mid-air, the soft sword beside Bei Tinghuang has been completely invisible. An exquisite samurai uniform wraps her figure upright. Her long black hair flutters in the night wind. A bright moon behind her surrounds her It sets off like Shura who stepped into the world in the middle of the night.

Cold, handsome, arrogant, domineering, after a direct confrontation, everyone has the most essential understanding of Bei Tinghuang's sturdy strength, unexpected tactics, and calm and calm command ability on the battlefield. Only a fourteen-year-old boy has a kind of god-like worship in his heart.